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All In Metaphor
- Gurdit
- Dec 14, 2020
- 1 min read
The sky is too overcast,
For a December morning,
But it reflects the vibe,
Of my cloudy mind.
As I drive through,
On a familiar road,
To a familiar place,
Where a piece of my heart resides.
I wonder why,
It has to be this way,
Endings to some beginnings when,
I think it deserves more of my time.
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